North Pole

It's big Gucci! Damn! Bling! Blow!

Red falcons hat, all red hoodedSanta clause of the city, bag full of goodies50 pints of purple drank, came with the sealI wish these faggot ass cops will let a nigga liveOr tryna to come down the chimney with a hunred milSo many hundred dollar bills that'll give you chillsA bad bitch from Brazil got her own appealYou wake up see her cooking cookies in your cribI'm the brick squad boss, I'm like Santa ClausMisses clause on the pole, with her panties offAnd I know when you're sleeping know when you awakeNo eggnog, busting bottles of that ace of spadesBlack Versace shades so it's hard to steerWhere's Rudolph red nose when I really need himA bunch of elves on the team and I gotta feed emThey carry sawed off pumps so it's hard to feed emI gift wrap a pipe bomb, bring it to your doorRing the bell sit back and watch the fucker blowSo how you build the snowman with all this melted snowSanta clause bringing blocks in from MexicoI made a hundred thousand dollars and the TexacoThey locked me up and let me out I feel like PlexicoI'm going in on these suckers call me Santa ClausAnd it's a bunch of bad bitches in Santa houseAn igloo full of snow and a white stoveI'm in the kitchen cooking dope in a white robeHouse full of naked hoes snortin blowI'm in zone 6 aka the north poleIt's so lonely at the top plus it's real coldMy ears, neck, wrist fist is real frozeA house full of hoes and they cooking blowI'm in zone 6 aka the north pole.